...

Not only that, he also "boomed" and smashed a wall more than one meter thick, and the wings of the Purgatory Demon on his back almost broke. Fortunately, his strength has reached the peak of the legendary level, and the purgatory Demon's body is thick-skinned and rough, so he will not be seriously injured.

The dust-faced Lord Chihuo jumped out of the pile of stones and shouted drunk: "Who is it? Who dares to hit your uncle Chihuo?"

The current Lord Chihuo is not the little lord in the countryside who was squatting in a remote corner, not kissing his grandmother and not loving his uncle. No matter where he goes, he will be respected and worshipped. Even those devils who dominate the world will be called brothers and brothers when they see him.

Well……

Many people looked at Chihuo with sympathy. How much wine did this kid drink today? Why can’t he know the form yet?

The barbarians, dark elves, and even harpies of the slave legion were all shut up their mouths, looking at the person who was mysteriously appearing in the hall with a look of awe in their eyes.

She was wearing a black armored war dress and a mysterious mask. She looked petite and delicate, but she was charming and elegant. Her pair of clear and deep eyes seemed to hide her fatal murderous intent.

That's right, this woman with a unique temperament is the heir of the fallen demon Samar, the dark saint Catherine.

The world of hell, no matter where you go, it is a world that worships the strong.

The Dark Saint is young and has a mysterious magic power that is even more mysterious than many old demon kings. It naturally makes countless hell residents admire and awe.

Unfortunately, her enemies on the battlefield today are too weak and cannot reflect her true powerful abilities at all.

But even so, it did not prevent the slave legion from developing a sense of awe of her. Even the dark elves such as Camus and Elsa believed that the Dark Saint Legion would be a difficult opponent of the Demon Flame Legion.

The Dark Saint may be the strong enemy of His Highness Demon Flame, and her identity as the heir of the Demon God is no less than His Highness Demon Flame.

The dark saint who beat Lord Chihuo was a little nervous. Seeing that the purgatory demon boy was still daring to shave, his aura became even colder. He waved his slender jade hand and added a soul-slicing sickle with an exaggerated and ferocious image in his hand. It burned black flames and exuded the breath of death and silence, which made people shocked and feared the depths of the soul.

Look at her appearance, it seems that she is giving Chihuo a sickle to harvest his soul.

The cold momentum suddenly made Lord Chihuo shudder all over and rub his drunken eyes. After he saw the person clearly, he was so scared that his legs were weak and almost collapsed to the ground.

This is this, this is a joke, right?

He Chihuo was just drunk, just to be happy and just to open his mouth and even be able to bombard the main person.

The Scythe of Soul Cutting is a sub-artifact made of the crown wood of the legendary Dark Holy Tree. The Dark Holy Tree, also known as the Death Holy Tree, is of the same level as the Light Holy Tree in the Kingdom of Light.

After any creature dies in the legend, the soul will live on the tree of death, waiting for reincarnation and rebirth.

Of course, it was just a legend deliberately circulated in the Fallen Divine Realm.

However, the Darkest Death Holy Tree does have the effect of absorbing souls and reincarnation. However, the Darkest Death Holy Tree will eventually give birth to the Light Angels. The Darkest Death Holy Tree will eventually give birth to the Fallen Angels.

How could such a strange thing be withstand such a lord with small arms and calves like Chi Huo?

His eyes were rumbling and continued to pretend to be drunk and shouted: "I tell you that there are only two in this world who can beat me Chihuo casually except for the three demons. One is my dearest boss, His Highness Demon Flame. The other is His Highness, the Dark Saint in the Fallen Divine Realm. In my Chihuo's eyes, her temperament is as noble as the starry sky in the night sky, making my Chihuo's admiration like the water of the Styx, surging endlessly."

Haha, this disappointed many people who were preparing to watch the show.

The boy Chihuo's reaction speed is really fast. No wonder he can be so pleased by the boss of Demon Flame and his ability to do so. No one in the army can surpass him.

"snort!"

After the Dark Saint snorted, he did not make any more embarrassed Chi Huo. He turned his jade hand and put away the soul-cutting sickle. His deep eyes as deep as stars stared at Wang Yan, and said in a cold voice, "Katherina took the liberty to come and visit, and wouldn't disturb His Royal Highness's Yaxin, right?"

This tone, well, should be pretending to be unfamiliar with it.

Wang Yan, who was sitting on the main seat, immediately laughed heartily: "It is my devil's honor to be able to visit the Devil's Flame. Those who come here will hold a banquet again. I will treat the Saint well."

"No need to worry." The Dark Saint waved his hand and said lightly, "This time I came to find His Royal Highness Demon Flame, there is something important to discuss. You and I will find a secluded side palace and just say a few words."

"Hmph, another woman is here." Princess Chifu was slandering him viciously, "The dark saint who pretended to behave was not a good thing at first. He actually had to have a private meeting with His Highness. Humph, shameless and shameless."

She glanced at Wang Yan quietly, and then thought again: "Forget it, who is the best at Demon Flame? It is inevitable to attract bees and butterflies like this. Alas, I am a main wife, so I should be generous and broader. This dark saint, or something, will be adjusted slowly in private~"

"Okay, Your Highness, let me come in with you." Wang Yan guessed that the Dark Saint had important information to share, otherwise he would not have come in person at this time. He agreed immediately and waved his hand to signal his subordinates, "You can continue drinking and keep playing, don't worry."

Wang Yan led the Dark Saint to the back hall.

After they left, the heartless barbarians and ogres began to keep having fun. However, a group of humans thought a lot. Although the Dark Saint sold her soul to the Fallen Demon God, she was essentially a human on earth.

Could it be that this time, she is here to join forces with Wang Yan to deal with the Dark Demon Realm?

"By the way, His Highness Demon Flame has taken the lead in meeting the Dark Saint before." Elsa whispered, "It seems that the Dark Saint is here to respond to His Highness this time."

I see.

Everyone around them showed a sudden enlightenment.

"Hehe, I said, why did the Dark Saint suddenly appear?" Lord Chihuo, who had just escaped from death, said with a strange smile through alcohol, "It turns out that our boss has already visited him. This is a round-trip gift. The boss is the boss, ox, I am Chihuo convinced."

"Chimu, please lower your voice." Zhang Weidao kindly reminded, "Don't let anyone hear it."

"What are you afraid of?" Lord Chihuo looked like he was not afraid of the sky, staring at the eyes of the cow's eyes and said, "Where is the boss's bedroom? The sound insulation measures are very good. We are in trouble here and we can't hear it inside."

After pausing, Lord Chihuo suddenly laughed: "Brothers, you guys, will the boss be in the bedroom with the Dark Saint? Hehehe~"

A series of strange laughter sounded.

The people around him suddenly became silent again and looked at Chihuo with sympathy.

"Hey hey, what are you afraid of?" Chi Huo said carelessly, "Didn't Elsa say that the boss had already colluded with the Dark Saint in private. Maybe the two of them had already had a relationship. You have not seen it, the Dark Saint came to the door to discuss important matters. Judging from my Chi Huo's experience over the years, this so-called negotiation matters must be an excuse. Is the real reason? Hehehe, it must be that the boss is too strong, and the Dark Saint is so delicious!"

"Hiss~" Everyone around took a breath and looked behind Chihuo.

"Hey, what are your expressions? Don't believe it, right?" Lord Chihuo waved his hand and said, "That Elsa, come over and tell everyone about how the boss broke into the Fallen Camp at night and how he fought with the Dark Saint for 300 rounds."

Elsa shrank, and she hid herself in the dark shadow in fear, and screamed in her heart, Chihuo, you idiot, you want to die, don't involve me, I just said that the Lord went to the Dark Saint Camp, and fought for three hundred rounds, how could I know?

Suddenly, Lord Chihuo suddenly felt a chill behind him, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He instinctively changed his words and said: "The glory of His Highness the Dark Saint is like the demon moon in the sky..."

At the same time, he turned around with a stiff expression. Sure enough, he saw the Dark Saint standing behind him like a ghost. In his beautiful eyes, there was a cold feeling that seemed to be a smile.

It seems that he is saying to Chihuo, is he surprised or is he surprised?

"boom!"

Lord Chihuo was bombarded again.

This time it was not counted. Lord Chihuo, who had just gotten up, was bombarded one after another. After dozens of strokes, he was already as angry as a fucking thread and could not move even half of his finger.

This time, Lord Chihuo, who is good at committing suicide, almost killed himself.

If the Dark Saint was not a little rational, she showed mercy for Wang Yan's sake, and might have really detained his soul and fed the Darkest Death Holy Tree.

The rest of the people were drinking wine as if nothing had to do with me. After watching the Dark Saint teach Chi Huo a lesson, they clapped their hands as if nothing had happened and walked back into His Royal Highness's bedroom. Their eyes were pounding. After all, no one dared to say a word again.

God knows whether the Dark Saint will appear behind people?

The Dark Saint is really a bit elusive.

...

In Wang Yan's bedroom.

He welcomed the Dark Saint to have tea and said with a smile: "His Majesty, you are almost angry just now, right? Let's have a good talk, your main purpose this time."

The Dark Saint smiled coldly, staring at Wang Yan while drinking tea: "If you want your people to be more strict in the future, I will really annoy me. I will beat you up."

"Yes, yes, the saint is right." Wang Yan said, "Drink tea and tea, this is the tea that Wei Dao and others brought from the earth. You can bring some back later."

After a while of tea, the Dark Saint said lightly: "Son of Fire, do you know that you are already in trouble?"

"How come the Saint's words are like lobbyists in the national war?" Wang Yan said leisurely, "But I still want to listen to what His Highness the Saint said."

"Just two hours ago, I reached an agreement with the Dark Demon Realm." The Dark Saint said slowly, "We will join forces to deal with you in the finals, and then decide on our own."

"It sounds like a very good agreement." Wang Yan said as if he was not concerned, "According to the situation in front of him, if he fights on his own, the winner will most likely be me. If His Highness and the Dark Demon Realm join forces, the winning rate will be much higher than that now."

"Hmph, Son of Fire, do you think too high?" said the Dark Saint frowned. "According to our research, your winning rate of winning is at most 40%, which is still under an overestimation."

"Then the Holy Majesty is here this time, not just to show off your agreement with the Dark Demon Realm, right?" Wang Yan refused to comment and changed the topic.

"The agreement with the Dark Demon Realm is just a vain and a serpent." The Dark Saint said calmly, "After all, the relationship between us is far from comparable to that of the Dark Demon Realm. I would like to make a suggestion. We will join forces to eliminate the team of the Dark Demon Realm first, and then we will compete for the first place based on our ability. However, I am frank, my final victory will be much better than you."

"Very good advice." Wang Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Thank you, His Highness, for bringing me a score. As for who will lose and who will win in the end, everyone should use their own methods."

After the two reached an agreement, the Dark Saint seemed to be in a good mood. They chatted with Wang Yan for a while before leaving. Obviously, the Dark Saint already felt that she was sure to win.

Unfortunately, although the Dark Saint has a little contact with Wang Yan, it still has less contact. If the Saint of Light is here, she will definitely look at her with sympathy. Girl, you are too happy too early.

After the Dark Saint left, Wang Yan was drinking tea quietly alone, his eyes half-closed.

Although he formed an alliance with the Dark Saint, Wang Yan thought more about Princess Dark Song. The name sounds very similar to An Ge, but in the language of hell, An and An are completely pronunciations, and they represent different meanings.

At this point, Wang Yan couldn't determine whether it was Sister Ange.

But no matter what, this battle will still be fought. Even the Princess of Dark Song is Wu Ya Ange. Wang Yan would never give up his victory in this hell conference and let Sister Ange win.

This is not about face, but for the peace of the entire earth.

"Princess Dark Song~" Wang Yan seemed to be murmuring to himself, "Since you cannot confirm your identity, let me take off your mask after the final victory."

In his words, there seemed to be an extremely strong confidence.

It seemed as if in his opinion, he would win this hell conference.
Chapter completed!